Salute, Mi Familia

Familial Feasts: Yesterday was Father’s Day in many countries. If you could dedicate a holiday to a more distant relative, who would it be — and why?

Whenever you’re on vacation with relatives, who do you hangout with the most? It’s your cousins, it’s often not your uncles and aunties, unless you have those rare ones that are somehow pseudo members of your generation–you know, the ones that are too young to be your parents’ sibling but is. Cousins, to me, is almost ubiquitous in family good times. They’re sort of conveniently placed a step below siblings and a step above friends. So here’s to my cousins, distant or otherwise, salute.



Favorite Mistake: Is there a mistake you’ve made that turned out to be a blessing — or otherwise changed your life for the better? Tell us all about it.

I always thought that less was more, and always tried to Keep It Short and Simple.

So here goes,

She was the best mistake I’ve ever made. Go figure. 😉

When I Break My Silence

Antique Antics: What’s the oldest thing you own? (Toys, clothing, twinkies, Grecian urns: anything’s fair game.) Recount its history — from the object’s point of view.

I can still remember the first day we met, it was a Sunday, you had your church clothes on. You, together with your family, were casually strolling when you passed by where I was in the mall. We instantly shared a strong and deep connection–sparks flew. I knew then and there that nothing else in this world could ever compare to your eyes looking deep into mine.

Days passed by like minutes when we were together. We would spend a whole day just curled up in a corner, with you listening to the story I’m telling. There would even be days when you would rather listen to me instead of doing your homework.

But those days are long gone. When I no longer had a story to tell, when the story I was telling you has reached its end, you left me, alone and unwanted anymore. I have been sitting in this shelf ever since, collecting dust, and comforting others who end up in your library. I see you with a new one every now and then, but I know better; that your new one is always just an addition to your collection, nothing more and so much less.

JakeCrystal of Mars

Longing for Gravity: You are on a mission to Mars. Because of the length of of the journey, you will never be able to return to Earth. What about our blue planet will you miss the most?

Not a thing, not a single thing, just the persons, the people who I have come across, the people whose lives I have touched and has left an indelible mark on my life as well. Those are the things I will miss the most.

Admit it, it’s seldom that its the things about a place that we miss whenever we move, most of the time, it’s the people, the faces, the names that we would miss the most. And more to the point, humans, well, homo sapiens–if you subscribe to the idea of life on mars, are the most exclusive component of our blue planet–which ain’t so blue anymore, sadly.

This Masquerading Host

Unsafe Containers: Which emotion(s) — joy, envy, rage, pity, or something else — do you find to be the hardest to contain?

Anxiety. Whenever, I’m about to do something of astounding importance, be it a first date, a job interview, or even an exam, my palms get sweaty and cold. But boasting aside, I find it quite easy to mask my emotions, whatever emotion it may be, however, it is only anxiety which elicits a physical response.

Honestly, I see myself as a clown, or a person in a masquerade, in the sense that you would never be able to feel, or even see, the truest and deepest emotion I feel unless I choose to tell you. I’m an introvert disguised as an extrovert, and you would have no idea.

This is My Resolve

A True Saint: In 300 years, if you were to be named the patron saint of X, what would you like X to be? Places, activities, objects — all are fair game.

Okay, this was a tough one. What would I want my legacy to be? I would probably want to be remembered for always having fun — having a good time, always. Ergo I would want to be named The Patron Saint of Steadfast Fun.

Sounds legit, right?






If It Ain’t Broken

The idea that the weather and people’s moods are connected is quite old. Do you agree? If yes, how does the weather affect your mood?

Of course. Growing up in a tropical country, weather not only affects an individuals mood but the lifestyle of the people as well, especially those who depend upon natural resources for their income. In my country, sometimes the weather does not simply affect people–it dictates upon them. So until now, that old idea–that weather and people’s moods are connected–still works.

How the Tides Have Turned

As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision?

Truth be told, even as a kid, I never really had a relatively fixed dream or aspiration growing up. Somehow, my vision of my future self changed as often as it possibly could–it would even get a bit bleak. On even worse days, there would be no vision at all.

Now, as I write this, there are a number of career paths in front of me, paths in which I would end up doing what I want or even love to do. And I seriously have no clue which one to take. Given the chance, I would love to go down all those paths and see where each of them gets me, just because. However, an ‘all-of-the-above’ path doesn’t exist–or if it does, I haven’t seen its road sign yet.

It feels like I’ve gone from being stumped by a dead end to getting stuck in a roundabout, going in circles, getting nowhere fast.